Well, guess who crashed this week. My ride in the beautiful sunny spring weather last Sunday just left me with sore legs, but when I made another attempt 3 days later I could hardly lift the saddle off its peg. My muscles had turned into rubber, and I’m still quite exhausted all the while various stress symptoms are racing through my body. What’s up with that?! Doesn’t give me much hope of getting back into some sort of shape nor my clothes; not sure what my strategy should be.
Aaaand once more the garden is waking up, bit by bit. Another step up in temperature and I think it’s ok for my one forced rhubarb to come out of hiding.
I hope there’s going to be a very special photo project for me the next few months, but more about that later.
I got out some yarn piles and tried to arrange them in groups for weaving summer fabrics, relentlessly trying to design clothes for myself… Good thing I’m not overly vain!
Having promised that I’d do something with my weld and some failed, beige fabrics from last year’s plant printing tests, I wrapped half a sheet around plants, water and more plants on top and the other half sheet loosely crumbled on top, floating. As well as one of the failed cotton skeins that I’ve been going on about forever but never shown yet. (I have just two more than I want to put into some dyebath again, for, like, the 5th time, THEN!)
